The sweeping monk couldn't see through Murong Fu, but Murong Fu's gaze was calm and there was no violent aura, so he shouldn't be a wicked person.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan leaped outside, attempting to escape.
Yes.
The sweeping monk simply made a casual gesture, and it was as if an invisible hand had captured him and brought him back.
“Benefactor Xiao, you have frequently visited the Sutra Repository over the years and have developed a close relationship with Benefactor Murong. Why don’t you stay by my side as a young attendant?”
The sweeping monk spoke calmly, yet a series of Buddhist chants arose, and golden lotuses bloomed, displaying extraordinary beauty.
Everyone was stunned.
These extraordinary phenomena resemble those of the Buddha.
"Holy Monk! Please accept our bow!"
The monks knelt down devoutly and bowed deeply.
“This old monk is not a holy monk, but merely a sweeping monk. I am unworthy of the kneeling and bowing of you senior monks. Please rise.”
The sweeping monk spoke casually, making a perfunctory remark, which caused many monks to stand up straight.
Such divine power left them in awe once again.
Qiao Feng pointed at Xiao Yuanshan and demanded, "Sweeping Monk! He killed my parents, and you think you can absolve him of his sins with just a few words? That's far too domineering!"
Enraged, Xiao Yuanshan roared, "Xiao Feng! I'm your father! Are you trying to kill your father, you unfilial son?"
"You think you can get away with all your crimes just by casually saying 'I'm your father'? How can such a thing exist in this world! Murderers must pay with their lives!" Qiao Feng stared intently at him and said sternly.
"I am not a disloyal or heartless person. Killing you will end my own life, and I will not let you go to the underworld alone!"
Xiao Yuanshan laughed angrily: "You're insane! You must be insane! How could I have given birth to such a madman!"
"You're the one who's insane!" Qiao Feng pointed at Xiao Yuanshan and laughed bitterly. "You pretended to be my biological son, killed and committed atrocities everywhere, and even murdered my adoptive parents. In the end, you tried to whitewash yourself by saying, 'I'm your father.' You deserve to die!"
At this point, Qiao Feng shed tears of blood, gritting his teeth: "Do you know how much I wish I could devour your flesh and drink your blood!"
Xiao Yuanshan stared blankly at Qiao Feng. Was this really his son?
He thought that as long as he revealed his father's identity, he could make Qiao Feng obey him, but things didn't go as planned.
"Amitabha..."
"Shut up!"
Qiao Feng abruptly interrupted the Sweeper Monk:
"You keep chanting 'Amitabha Buddha' over and over again, old monk. Since you saw them doing evil, why didn't you stop them? Why did you act like a dead man? Why did you suddenly come out now that they are about to die!"
"Hypocritical old monk, you are far removed from the Buddha who cut off his own flesh to feed the eagle. What face do you have to practice Buddhism? What kind of Buddhism are you practicing? What scriptures are you chanting?"
"You, the Sweeping Monk, should just keep sweeping your floor! You haven't even swept away the dust in your heart, yet you interfere in worldly affairs!"
The Sweeper Monk was so ashamed by Qiao Feng's scolding that he lowered his head.
"Qiao Feng! How dare you insult the Sweeping Monk!" The monks were filled with righteous indignation. The Sweeping Monk was their most trusted advisor, and they would not allow Qiao Feng to slander him.
“He’s right to scold me. I was wrong. I thought Buddhism could influence Benefactor Murong and Benefactor Xiao, but they made one mistake after another… It’s fate, so be it. I’ll send them into the cycle of reincarnation and hope they will be good people in their next life.”
The sweeping monk sighed and placed his palm on the heads of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.
Silently, the two lost their lives.
Seeing that they were all dead, Qiao Feng felt a deep sense of loss and collapsed to the ground.
The sweeping monk bowed his head and asked, "Benefactor Qiao, are you satisfied with this?"
"Hahaha! I, Qiao, will go and keep them company now!"
Qiao Feng laughed wildly and slammed a palm down on his own head.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't circulate his internal energy; he only managed to make his forehead turn bright red.
The sweeping monk said, "Benefactor Qiao, do you know that death is not the most terrifying thing? The most terrifying thing is facing your own heart."
Qiao Feng cried out in anguish, "Do you know how terrifying it is to be alive! The moment I close my eyes, I see those tragically dead figures! They wail in my dreams! If it weren't for me, they wouldn't have died! I'm the one who deserves to die!"
Xuan Ci then murmured, "Perhaps, the one who should die is this old monk."
Xuan Ci smiled sadly and looked at the young monks: "Xu Zhu, come here."
Xu Zhu stepped forward, looking bewildered. "Abbot, did you call me?"
"Come before me and sit cross-legged."
"oh--"
Although Xu Zhu didn't understand why, he obediently did as he was told.
Seeing this, the others understood the deeper meaning behind Xuan Ci's actions and all sighed in sorrow.
Xuanci stroked Xuzhu's bald head and sighed, "Xuzhu, you are a good boy. Shaolin Temple needs you to carry on its glory. Promise the abbot that you will spread Buddhism well."
Xu Zhu said, "This humble monk is just a water-carrying monk and does not understand Buddhist teachings."
You'll understand in time.
Xuan Ci smiled as he spoke, when suddenly his whole body convulsed, and all his internal energy was suddenly injected into Xu Zhu's body.
"ah!!!"
Xu Zhu screamed in agony because he couldn't withstand the massive amount of internal energy.
"Cause and effect, karma is what you reap!" The sweeping monk sighed and channeled a stream of true energy into Xu Zhu's body to help him stabilize his true qi.
Xu Zhu finally recovered and began to calm his massive amount of true energy.
The martial arts heroes were puzzled, and one of them asked suspiciously, "What does this mean? Why is Xuanci giving the young monk initiation?"
"You still don't understand? It's obvious that the little monk is Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang's illegitimate son!"
"Hiss! Xuan Ci, that scoundrel with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually kept his illegitimate son by his side, deceiving everyone!"
"..."
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